Look who's back a preaching on the corner They're sharpening knives and prostituting greed The government has led us to the slaughter It's England's green unpleasant land indeed
But now the baby needs a tickle on his quilt of furrowed brow And you know you're just a little off the shores of here and now
Everyone is everyone
Watch you from the window as you're leaving Think I can arrange a twisted smile You hide behind the highlights and the grieving And milk it like it's going out of style
So like the King of good intentions maybe sometime in the spring And you know you're just a little on the downside of a lying little thing
Everyone is everyone (find me in your tears)
And they say…
I can't make it without a leader I can't make it without a gun You sound like a jumped up diamond star healer Well if you don't go within you go without And I won't be around to ease your fears and your doubts
Smiling when the twister's in the distance Breathing in the silence of the night Heaven hopes you'll make it in an instant I only hope we make it by tonight
Cos in the hazy light of morning, yes the only way is up And you know you're just a little on the easy side of all that is enough